Xiao Lai's pot of red dates and white fungus soup had been simmering on the stove for several hours, and it had already thickened. She has been listening to the movement with her ears upright, guessing that the two of them will inevitably have a fuss this time, and maybe they will fight. Unexpectedly, the two hugged each other and slept quietly in the warm bed until near noon. After waking up, Shang Xirui yelled for food through the window first, with a very normal expression, It didn't look like they had quarreled or fought. Xiao Lai hurriedly brought in two bowls of white fungus soup. She was relieved and felt inexplicably happy.
Shang Xirui ate a bowl, then went to get new ones, Cheng Fengtai got up after eating two bowls, washed slowly, and said: "Don't overeat. We've both been busy these days, today I'll bring You go out for a walk, eat western food, watch a movie."
Shang Xirui said happily: "I'm going to Tianqiao first! Then eat western food!"
Cheng Fengtai wiped his face, said with a smile: "Look at how promising you are! What's there to do with Tianqiao!" He dug out a stack of ten-cent notes and copper coins from Shang Xirui's biscuit jar, and went with him obediently . Shang Xirui is heartless and carefree, but Cheng Fengtai is in a mood of distraction, thinking about things all the time, and seeing the excitement of Tianqiao, he always looks more and less, feeling melancholy before parting up. The two of them looked at the juggling, and then went to listen to the cross talk. When the people around saw Cheng Fengtai, they first took a good look at his suit and leather shoes, and then automatically kept a short distance from them, as if they were afraid of being blackmailed by him.
Cheng Fengtai smiled softly at Shang Xirui: "I forgot again, I should change into your gown first, and then visit the bridge."
Shang Xirui also said: "Yeah! You've been the victim of a thief in your body!" They thought of meeting the thief on the bridge in the past and smiled knowingly. The crosstalk talker was showing off his lips, told a very vulgar joke, and slapped his head with a fan in a funny way, everyone laughed, Cheng Fengtai laughed too, except Shang Xirui who laughed like a slap in the face , cocked the corners of his mouth and snorted coldly, as if those burdens were not worth mentioning, and they were inferior. Their low-level art business, they are all brothers who are separated by mountains and rivers, Shang Xirui regards himself as a big brother when he comes to this stop, but it is not so easy to get his appreciation.
The teaser put his hands in his sleeves, winked at the teaser, clasped the small gong in the palm of his hand and pierced it into the crowd, and said with a smile on his teasing face: "Just now I made fun of you, old and young. Grandpa laughed when he saw that we were shabby; some grandpas, he said, he would laugh again later. It’s not easy to perform on the street, and the two brothers are still hungry. Raise your hands and give me a treat. Mao Ermao’s, it’s enough for the two of us to close the stall and eat a bowl of hot noodle soup, and the two of us will miss you! This is raising a mynah, saying a few words of Gong Xi Fa Cai, and you have to feed corn kernels , let alone our seven-eight-foot-tall living beings, don’t you think so? After eating enough, I can relieve your boredom and sing a big show for you... Thank you for the reward! You will be full of gold and jade in the coming year!"
The little Tongluo came in front of Shang Xirui, Shang Xirui pinched him with his eyelids down, indifferent. The little Tonggong turned to Cheng Fengtai knowingly, and Cheng Fengtai was about to pay immediately, but was held down by Shang Xirui, and said: "He hasn't performed a big show yet!"
Cheng Fengtai knew that he had a strange temper, so he had no choice but to take his hand out of his trouser pocket: "You still care about a few dollars."
Seeing that this bad guy and good guy is covered in a silk gown all over his body, with a wool scarf covering the lower half of his face, he is well dressed, like a young master, why is he still so stingy, paused, and said calmly Go to ask others for money. After a round of begging, he stuffed the money dime into the hat teasingly, and said with a smile: "I heard it just now, a young master asked to sing a section, let's sing a section now!"
Immediately, someone booed from below, and reported several famous arias from Peking Opera and Pingxi Opera. Shang Xirui also yelled: "A piece of Hou Yukui's! "Wenzhaoguan"! "Wenzhaoguan"!" His voice could overwhelm the voices of other people, and the audience only heard his voice. Naturally, those who talked about cross talk also filled their ears, and wiped their noses with resentment, thinking that you were not there when I gave the money, but now you are there? A big boy has no money, and still want to listen to a play? Grandma's! Do you understand the rules? They are all very naughty street bastards, they don't want to offend the guests forcefully, and they don't want to make Shang Xirui get what they want, so they ran away with a smile and said: "Okay! I heard the play that the young man ordered! Let's do as the young man Master's order, come a piece of Shang Xirui's "Wang Zhaojun"!"
There was laughter all over the place. Cheng Fengtai hugged Shang Xirui's waist, and couldn't help laughing, the meaning in his smile was naturally different from others. Shang Xirui howled in his heart, shrunk his face further into the fur scarf, looking forward to it.
The teaser opened his mouth and made a tune, raised it high, cleared his throat and tried again, and again, it was still high. After trying three or four times, it still didn't sound right, and some people made fun of it. Muttering and laughing at himself: "Shang Xirui, Boss Shang... Boss Shang's voice is fatal, the day before yesterday the Jade Emperor was sleeping with his arms around the Queen Mother, he let out a groan, knocked off a piece of jade tile from Lingxiao Palace, chopped Erlangshen's head was broken, it hurt so much, tears flowed from all three eyes..."
A voice from the crowd said, "Why did you kill Erlang God?"
Amusingly said impatiently: "Erlang god peeked at the couple sleeping through the crack of the window!" This joke was vulgar and out of tune, everyone laughed, and some of them played the huqin and said amusingly: "I can sing, sing! It's so beautiful, listen carefully, you and Boss Shang can't tell the truth from the fake! I'm going to call Erlang God later, you can save me!" After saying that, he really mustered up his energy and sang a section of Wang Zhaojun. Of course he can't sing very well, neither pretty nor bright, his voice is another story, he has an unbearably vulgar old woman's air, and it also smells like Hebei Bangzi. Shang Xirui couldn't help but haha, he thought you still dare to learn from me? Wait for Erlang Shenyi Jianzi to stab you to death!
People were eager to try it, but when they heard it, they exploded. Someone shouted: "You talk about cross talk! What kind of Boss Shang are you singing!" Another person answered: "This is not Boss Shang! This is Grandma Shang!" Around There was a big laugh.
The crosstalk talker stopped his voice and huqin, smiled shyly, and said, "Be content, everyone! I just got a reward of one yuan and three cents! How can I hear Boss Shang for one thirty cents? One and three cents is only grandma Shang! I want another one. Three, you can listen to Grandma Shang!" He said, and the pranksters came to ask for money again. This time Shang Xirui counted one yuan and thirty cents from his pocket and gave him, probably because he wanted to hear about Grandma Shang. Thank you so much, and took the money, I felt that this is the young master of some family, who slipped out to play during the Chinese New Year school holiday, otherwise I couldn't be so dazed. He gave Shang Xirui a funny look, greeted Hu Qin to get ready, and said with a smile: "Then do some willow work for the man."
He opened his mouth seriously, and sang Hou Yukui's "Wen Zhaoguan", with a lot of charm and a very open voice, Shang Xirui's expression changed, he actually listened to it. In the past few years Cheng Fengtai has been in and out of the Liyuan, he has always developed his ear skills, and he softly praised Shang Xirui: "Yo! It's pretty good!" Shang Xirui agreed: "This posture must have learned opera." When singing a section of cross talk, you don't sing the whole part in a daze, pick out the most exciting passages, and finish with four or five sentences. There were several cheers from the crowd. The fancier repeatedly came to collect the money, Shang Xirui took out five yuan and put it in the gong for him. Shang Xirui's cheapest ticket is six yuan.
Shang Xirui asked: "He sings well, and your huqin is also good, what's your name?"
This is naughty and cute who is not as good as teasing, with a whitewashed scholar's face, low eyebrows and smooth eyes, very reserved and like a city man. Seeing that Shang Xirui paid a lot of money, he had to leave a few perfunctory words, but he seemed unwilling to make friends with a young master's family, so he bowed his waist and smiled: "We don't deserve a decent name, we will make people laugh when we say it . Zhang San Li Si, you can do whatever you want, just call out, and we will agree." Shang Xirui couldn't keep asking, and said, "Are you from Tianjin with an accent?"
"It's you!"
"How long are you going to stay on the bridge?"
He smiled happily: "If you want to have enough to eat, it's okay to keep it for a year or so. If you don't have enough to eat, go home after the new year."
Shang Xirui nodded and said: "I'll come to support you when I'm free." He could well understand the hardships of a busker, took out the money from Cheng Fengtai's trouser pocket, and counted twenty yuan to add. This time even the teaser was stunned, wanted to come over to thank him, but Shang Xirui turned and left.
Turning his head away, Shang Xirui sighed with Cheng Fengtai, saying that Hou Yukui's apprentices were shameless, first they were not as good as Wang Leng's family, but now it seems that even the crosstalk talkers on the street are better than them. He also complained that the seniors in Shuiyun Tower only knew how to smoke opium to gamble with prostitutes, which ruined their voices, and they were not as good as the voices of entertainers. Cheng Fengtai has nothing else to say, just to reassure him. While the two were talking, while walking forward, Shang Xirui's wrist was grabbed suddenly. Before Cheng Fengtai could react, Shang Xirui tugged with all his strength, dragging the person a few steps to his eyes, but the person still didn't let go like a dog's plaster, yelling: "Boss Shang, it's me! It's me ah!"
Lao Xian'er got a letter from the wild child, and when he heard that Shang Xirui was at the bridge, he immediately rushed over to find a bargain. When Shang Xirui saw him, he was angry, disgusted, and a little helpless, he shook his hands several times before shaking him away, and said in disgust: "Get out! Get out! What do you smell like!"
Hearing this, Lao Xian'er put his cuff up to his nose and sniffed guiltily. His recent way of making money is to go to the mass graves in the north of the city to pick up corpses. Those who died were all frozen to death on the road, and of course there was nothing valuable on them. But sometimes with good luck, gold-coated teeth, long hair of female corpses, copper jewelry, and even better clothes and shoes can all be exchanged for money. Lao Xian'er can squeeze four taels of oil from a dead person. In this cold weather, the corpses are all frozen into popsicles, it seems that they won't be stained with rancid smell, after smelling it like this, he boldly took Shang Xirui's hand and begged: "Officer Rui, living Bodhisattva, Donate two money to save lives, this day will kill me from the cold!"
Shang Xirui frowned: "No!"
Lao Xian'er shook his hand, both rogue and pitiful: "I just saw you give a reward for cross talk, so generous! Just give twenty yuan at once! Ruiguan'er is really promising, if he was born a few years earlier, he would not Have you entered the palace to play for the emperor Lafayette? Your godfather’s salary has to be left for you to eat! Is it still worth it? A fourth-rank offering! Zhao’s big head has to give you a thousand children when he sees you !"
Speaking of this, Shang Xirui was not in a hurry to get rid of him, and said: "Oh, Jiulang and I have sung for the emperor, it's nothing special!"
Lao Xian'er knew about this a long time ago, and brought up the old story again, just to find something to compliment him, and praised Shang Xirui transparently: "Zhao Feiyan a few days ago, I squatted at the gate to listen! Officer Rui, Good singing! I heard the meaning, and she is more beautiful than Jiulang back then!"
Shang Xirui was scratched by him, and said shyly: "Where is it. Jiulang must be better than me, Jiulang is old."
Lao Xian'er said: "Hey! Don't say anything else, just say that nowadays operas are all connected to the big trumpet. What's the point? Ability! You are a real character!"
Cheng Fengtai knew that this back and forth would not end for a long time, so he tossed the whole roll of change towards Lao Xian'er, and moved his hand. Lao Xian'er was like a gluttonous old dog, jumping up half of his body and holding the money in his hand. He got the money and was in a hurry to go to the casino, so he stopped playing with Shang Xirui, a silly boy, fooled around and ran away in small steps. Shang Xirui had just been promoted by him as an addict, so it stopped abruptly, as if he was a little disappointed.
Cheng Fengtai smiled and said: "The change is all gone, let's go directly to dinner and watch a movie."
Shang Xirui looked at his watch as usual, and there was an oops, his wrist was empty, there was no watch: "It must have been stolen by Lao Xian'er again!" Lao Xian'er stole him more than once, he stood up It is about to chase, the momentum is like a small steel cannon. Cheng Fengtai quickly put his arms around him and held him down: "Forget it, Boss Shang, I'll buy you another one later, what are you fussing about with such a little old man?" Suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and he said anxiously: "Is your ring still there? Already!"
I don't know whether Lao Xian'er thinks the ring is not easy to play with, or thinks that the diamond is too expensive. Without the guts to do it, the ring is still well worn on the finger, shining with azure blue light. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. In this lucky mood, losing a watch is not so hateful.
Cheng Fengtai said: "You love to listen to his flattery! Since this old man has seen the world, can he still talk to you sincerely? However, since we are old acquaintances, and people are down and out again, it's okay for you to help, you don't have to see each other every time It’s as disgusting as meeting a ghost.”
Shang Xirui said: "How do you know that I didn't help! As soon as I came to Beiping, I let him stay in Shuiyun Tower to work, he made all kinds of mistakes! He even stole things, stealing was stupid, twisted the beads from my costume and sent them to the pawnshop , Can I not find out? After letting him have a free meal, he even encouraged the children to smoke opium and gamble for money! Disrespectful for the old! It pissed me off!" He clenched his fists and raised his hand: "I want to replace it with a Unfriendly passer-by, I will definitely arrest him and put him in the patrol room! It's too annoying!"
Cheng Fengtai listened sideways, looked at him and smiled slightly. Shang Xirui glanced at him and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"
Cheng Fengtai said with a smile: "I think Boss Shang is actually pretty good, and he's not really that heartless."
Shang Xirui twisted his chin, disdainful to reply.
This day I watched two movies in a row, ate two meals outside, and went home happily after I finished. When I knocked on the door of the small courtyard, the door was actually open. When Xiao Lai was alone at home, he always fastened the door, Shang Xirui called Xiao Lai suspiciously, and heard Xiao Lai say repeatedly: "I'm back, I'm back!" Niu Baiwen looked anxious Stride out from the inside and push Shang Xirui head-on: "Little ancestor! You're back! I've been waiting for you all afternoon! Come with me! Talk to you on the way!" He turned his head and squeezed towards Cheng Fengtai With a smile: "Second Master, please excuse me, I have to borrow your car! The seventh young master has gone somewhere to play, and he is not here yet!"
Cheng Fengtai had nothing to say, the three of them got into the car, Niu Baiwen poked his head out of the car window, and told Xiao Lai: "Don't care how late it is! As soon as the Seventh Young Master arrives, let him go to the Liyuan Guild Hall, remember it!"
Xiao Lai Ben came out and nodded in agreement, his expression also panicked.
Cheng Fengtai joked: "What's wrong with Master Niu, how can there be a big show, let us boss Shang go to save the scene?" Niu Baiwen forced a smile, he was also very nervous in his heart, and wanted to comfort Shang Xirui, keeping his voice down , calmly said: "Boss Shang, the old man of the Jiang family has been waiting for you in the Liyuan Hall all afternoon, and sent someone to come home to remind you three times. When you go later, don't talk back to him, just listen to me." ,ah?"
Shang Xirui was stunned for a moment, before he remembered who the Jiang family's old man was, wasn't he his nominal teacher! Qi asked: "What did he ask me for?"
Niu Baiwen said hi: "Did you forget what day it is today? Isn't it the anniversary of the old Shang's death? The Jiang family held a memorial ceremony for the old Shang in the Liyuan Guild Hall, and invited all the characters that can be invited. I can't wait for you , no one is allowed to leave. Yuanlan and Shuiyunlou were going to offer incense, but they were stopped outside. I was afraid that they would cause trouble, so I persuaded them to go back... Boss Shang, this momentum is not good! Forced you to go to the meeting alone , there must be a button waiting for you inside!"
Shang Xirui was also a little apprehensive when he heard it, he thought about it, he didn't expect that he had done something wrong to offend the master, he frowned and said: "Could it be that last time "Zhao Feiyan" collided with "Zhaixingtai" Because of the show? It’s not like that!”
Niu Baiwen said: "Then who knows! Maybe it's the grievances from the top!"
Cheng Fengtai shook his head and scoffed: "Master Niu, I can't help but say something unpleasant. As for your opera singers, they are all cute and cute individually, but together they show that you have a bad manners! Intrigue, secretly Small actions, small success calculations, and small deceptions are not on the stage! The men sang and sang in a smeared manner, and they all sang with a woman's heart!"
Niu Baiwen said with a smile: "Second Master scolded me together. But the words are good, the filth in our business is not on the table, outsiders can't see it, and I think it's stupid!" Xirui's arm, and said again: "You, Boss Shang, are different from the others. I have been with him for many years, and I have never seen him show any ill-will towards others. He has always attracted people's envy. People squeezed him out and made rumors about him. He pouted by himself, sat there holding his stomach and groaning for a long time! Isn't it true that if he doesn't harm others, people will harm him?" Cheng Fengtai heard this very well. Comfortable, he also loves Shang Xirui's uniqueness, simplicity, cleanliness, without the complexity and gloom of usual actors, and at the same time, a sense of resentment arose in his heart: good boy, why are you always bullying him! Can't help but look back at Shang Xirui and smile at him. It was the first time that Shang Xirui knew that in Niu Baiwen's mind he was actually such a wimpy image, why did he hold his stomach and groan, he didn't look like a man at all, people couldn't agree with him. He remembered the scene of chasing and beating his senior brother who irritated him all over the street when he was a child, what awe-inspiring scene it was! Actors in Peking are keen on intrigue and plotting, this is not his way, and he can't accept it.
Niu Baiwen sighed to Shang Xirui and said: "My master asked me to take care of you before he left, you see what happened, I don't know what to do, if only he was here."
Shang Xirui said: "Even if Jiulang is still in Beiping, he can't replace me, can he?"
In the time it took to talk, I arrived at the Liyuan Guild Hall. As soon as their car stopped, another car came from the opposite side. This car braked all the way, almost collided, and barely stopped half a meter away amidst Lao Ge's exclamation. Du Qi jumped out of the driver's seat with an ugly expression on his face, and shouted: "I said! Uncle Jiang is too full to digest, isn't he? Come to relieve boredom!"
Niu Baiwen hurriedly waved his hand to tell him not to talk too much, and at the same time showed the sneakiness that is typical of conspiratorial people, and called Du Qi to discuss it. The few firecrackers in Shuiyun Tower that are not on the stage are not enough to win, and there are so many booing around Shang Xirui, Niu Baiwen can tell that only Du Qi is loyal, wise and courageous, and he wants to be a scholar Kung Fu should always be better than an actor, right? But Niu Baiwen also misunderstood Du Qi, when Du Qi heard this, he didn't care what the long-term plan was, he took Shang Xirui's wrist and said: "I know old man Jiang's intentions, they just can't see anyone better than them, so they want to kill you Limelight. Your new notebook is all written by me, and I also have a part in it, so I will explain it for you!"
Shang Xirui is not a timid person either, he put his backhand on Du Qi and said: "In the past few years I have been in Peiping, I have not bullied the market or harmed my colleagues, I have a clear conscience and I am not afraid of what will happen to them." Walk in the hall. Niu Baiwen groaned anxiously from behind, unable to stop him, he picked up his robe and chased after him. Cheng Fengtai frowned and followed behind, thinking that today's matter might not be so easy.
Because Commander Cao married a daughter, people from all over the north and south gathered together in Beiping, and at this time, half of them were sitting in the lobby of the Liyuan Guild Hall. They waited for Shang Xirui all afternoon to hinder the face of Mr. Jiang from Rongchun class, and by now they were full of resentment and lazy. The actor silently smoked a cigarette, and the actress covered her mouth with her handkerchief and yawned. The waiters came to refill the tea, Li Tianyao, a military student from Nanjing, said with a smile: "Come on, it's been refilled eight times, if you drink it again, you'll have to piss your pants." Everyone pursed their lips and held back their laughter. Li Tianyao flipped the lid of the tea bowl and said, "Grandfather! Who are you messing with? Boss Shang will come later. I don't need you to ask him, I want to eat him! It will kill me!" "Grandpa Jiang ignored it. Li Tianyao moved his eyeballs left and right, and said with a smile: "How about I sing a piece of bangzi to my colleagues to relieve boredom?"
While talking, Shang Xirui and Du Qi came in from outside, followed by Niu Baiwen and Cheng Fengtai. Shang Xirui saw at a glance the tablet of his adoptive father Shang Juzhen on the altar table, and above Shang Juzhen was the statue of Tang Minghuang. He was stunned for a moment, looking around, he saw half-familiar faces, and Si Xier also called out, sitting there shaking his neck and picking his nails. Shang Xirui bowed towards the hall and called Uncle Jiang. Old Mr. Jiang was smoking opium, his eyes were downcast, and he kept Shang Xirui there dryly, embarrassing him, which was also a way to show off his authority. All the elders and children stared dryly for half a moment. Before the good show started, Shang Xirui felt uncomfortable under the eyes of everyone.
Niu Baiwen had no choice but to go forward with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Master, Shang Xirui is here."
Mr. Jiang raised his head, exhaled a puff of cigarette, and snorted: "I'm not blind!" Niu Baiwen stood aside in embarrassment, and after he finished smoking a big cigarette and relaxed his air, he said slowly and arrogantly: " Today is the day when we pay homage to the dead in Liyuan. Seventh young master, you are worshiping the sage Confucius, not the same way as we are worshiping the God of Lao Lang. Don’t let this low-level place stain the holy name of you scholars, please Come out."
This style is very similar to that of Hou Yukui back then. But Mr. Jiang's demeanor has such a phony yin and yang smell, not as dry and stubborn as Hou Yukui.
Du Qidao: "Throughout the ages, the first-rate literati are writers of plays. Although I am not a student of Liyuan, I have written so many books for Boss Shang, and I have one foot in the threshold. Today, I will plant a plant for Mr. Shang. Incense should be shared."
Mr. Jiang was noncommittal. Du Qi smiled at Shang Xirui: "I admire Mrs. Shang very much, Boss Shang, don't blame me for taking the lead." He finished offering incense to Shang Juzhen and bowed three times. Shang Xirui was still standing there in a daze. Cheng Fengtai cleared his throat, and said: "Boss Shang, you should pay homage to Mr. Shang too, you have to go to the show after it's over."
Mr. Jiang raised his eyelids, let out a long cry, and said, "This is Mr. Cheng, right
Cheng Fengtai frowned, especially disliked his voice: "That's right, it's next."
Mr. Jiang said: "Second Master Cheng, you are worshiping Guan Gong, and you are not on the same road with us. Why are you walking in the Liyuan with one foot now, and you also work as a follower?"
From Du Qi to Cheng Fengtai, the old man ridiculed them one by one, determined to make a fuss. Under such circumstances, Cheng Fengtai could never be respectful, he sneered, and with a foolish face, he waved his hands and said: "That's not true. Your industry is in deep water, if you have to step in with one foot, you can't even Is the mud and water flooding into the crotch? I can't bear it." Li Tianyao agreed with this, and laughed there. Cheng Fengtai went on to say: "The old man doesn't know something. I signed a theater contract with Boss Shang. The contract has not yet expired. He is my God of Wealth. Don't he have to take good care of him?" The local actors all know Cheng Fengtai. Although those who came from other places didn't know about it, the one who had to bite their ears told him that it was Commander Cao's brother-in-law, and they all suddenly realized. What do they do with a few hundred yuan a month for singing operas? To get ahead and live a good life, they still have to rely on the nobles to reward and support them. To put it bluntly, 80% of them sing for the nobles. Looking at Cheng Fengtai and Shang Xirui again, everyone felt more understanding, and secretly admired Shang Xirui from being a handsome man to a wealthy businessman, his heels are so steady in the field of wealth and wealth, he is really a model in the industry.
Old Man Jiang sneered twice: "Protect Zhouquan! If Shang Xirui is a considerate person, he doesn't need your protection, he is naturally considerate. If he wants to do something incomprehensible by himself, others can't be considerate for him!"
Before Cheng Fengtai could reply, Shang Xirui frowned suspiciously. Du Qi jumped up first, walked a few steps to the center of the hall, turned around, put his hand in his trouser pocket and stared at Mr. Jiang: "The old man said this, Boss Shang is singing his plays seriously, what did you do?" Thoughtful thing? If you have to say it’s incomplete, "Zhao Feiyan" and "The Tower of Stars" collided a while ago, and "The Tower of Stars" lost 60% to 70% of the seats in the middle of the run. It was quite miserable and embarrassing. It's not a comprehensive matter. Don't you just vent your anger on behalf of Rongchun class to make up for it?" He smiled coldly and mockingly, and glanced at Mr. Jiang's eldest son, who is now the class leader of Rongchun class: "Young opera singer To use tricks, to sing An Fen's tricks well, is the greatest comprehensiveness, what do you think?"
Niu Baiwen was so frightened that he slapped his hands and stomped his feet in his heart, with a look of regret, he said to himself why Shang Xirui was surrounded by such people who would blow up if they didn't order them, Mr. Jiang and Hou Yukui, the old people who had entered the palace to serve the imperial court, were the best of the opera The character who became a fairy has the biggest temper and the highest self-esteem, can he listen to contradict? As expected, Mr. Jiang was startled and angry. He knocked the bong on the corner of the table on the spot, knocked off the whole copper smoking pot, and decapitated him. , to add luster to our trip to Liyuan. Even if uncle is here, you have to give me, the old man in front of Lafayette, a little bit of face! Only Shang Xirui can take those things you wrote about obscenity and robbery It's a treasure! I'll respect you, Young Master Du Qi! We can talk about the business in Liyuan, so I won't bother you to point it out! See off the guests!"
Du Qi's new play is booming like this, no actor dares to say that he is not rare or envious. Due to Du Qi's strange temper, he forbids others to sing his plays, and whoever sings, he will call the door and scold him. Mr. Jiang's words seemed to be sour grapes. The actors didn't want to be represented by him, and they all looked a little anxious. Niu Baiwen was afraid that Du Qi would be angry if something good happened again, so he hurried forward and made a gesture of seeing off the guests, winking at Du Qi. Du Qi didn't answer, pushed him with his fingertips, glanced at the crowd, and said loudly: "Since Mrs. Jiang is talking about this point, I will take this opportunity to tell the bosses! Du Qi is not talented, and he has been idle for more than 20 years. In 2010, I wasted my family education, so naturally I can’t compare it with my uncle. Even if a few books sell out, it’s because of the love of theater fans! I don’t dare to live with strange goods! But if you bosses want to praise me, please forgive my ignorance This flattery!" Du Qi said here, compared his hand to Shang Xirui, and said seriously: "If I hadn't met Boss Shang, Du Qi might not have written plays in this life. After meeting Boss Shang, Du Qi would not have to give others in this life Writing plays. Four books in six years, all tailor-made for him, others can't sing, and they can't sing like this!"
Everyone's faces were a little bit embarrassing. When Si Xi'er heard this, she twisted her neck and smiled, all the vitriol was in her, she pinched her throat sharply, and said, "Young Master Seven! You are blinded by a ghost! Boss Shang!" , he is handsome, and he sings well. It is good to please you. But you said that no one in the huge Liyuan tour can compare with Boss Shang? Only Boss Shang can sing your book, which seems a bit... "Si Xi'er glanced around nimbly, and slapped her hands: "Then you have to ask the sky, the earth, the patriarch."
Du Qi didn't even look at him, but asked instead: "Back then, Boss Shang took the risk of smashing the venue and splashing water and bad reputation to continue singing the new play, scolding and spitting, and made the new play popular. Du Qi is a young man who writes dramas, so he wants to flatter Du Qi. I don’t know how to ask the bosses, if I asked you to do such a rebellious business with a play book, would you dare to accept it?”
All the actors asked themselves, and they were completely silent. Only after seeing the crab powder tofu did they know that crabs are edible, they just want to make money by selling new plays, they don't have Shang Xirui's willingness to risk their fortune.
Du Qi said: "I'll make it clear that Du Qi's playbook is only written for Shang Xirui and sang for Shang Xirui alone. If I don't take him as the protagonist, I won't be able to write. What advice do you bosses have in the future? Just come at me, and if there are rumormongers and slanders in the newspaper, then don't blame me for pursuing it to the end and disregarding friendship!" After saying that, he glanced at Shang Xirui, and said goodbye.
Every time Du Qi comes and goes, he is full of turmoil, and the seizures are extremely joyful. The opera singers from other places think that the Seventh Young Master is not as famous as meeting him. He is arrogant and courageous, and he is a rebellious literati that meets his imagination. Because Du Qi knows and respects the rules of Liyuanxing, there are some things that he is not easy to intervene in, and he can't replace them, so he rushes to show his power to embolden Shang Xirui. Cheng Fengtai was left behind, Cheng Fengtai was an unreasonable person, he said he wanted to take Shang Xirui away, so he must take Shang Xirui away, and urged him repeatedly: "Boss Shang, let's go when you burn the incense. The master taught: saving the scene is like putting out a fire, and the drama is bigger than the sky! You can't refute the face of the patriarch!"
Li Tianyao took another sip of tea there and laughed out loud. Old Mr. Jiang was in a hurry, stomped on the floor with his walking stick, pointed at Cheng Fengtai and said, "Second Master Cheng! Don't gossip about his shortcoming! I invited all the portraits of the patriarch today, because Shang Xirui burned down the house, You have to follow the rules and listen to the elders of the master's sect after they finish their questions!"
Cheng Fengtai said with a smile: "Otherwise your old man will tell you, I'll wait here for Boss Shang, don't get in the way."
Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Irrelevant people won't listen to this! Except for the Liyuan children, please come out! You go back!"
Cheng Fengtai still wanted to mock a few words, Shang Xirui said: "Go, it's okay."
Cheng Fengtai glanced at Tang Minghuang who was on the altar table, and couldn't help feeling puzzled, these stinky opera singers have quite a lot of rules. With such power and power to go to war, why not clear up the rumors flying all over the sky first? Cheng Fengtai and Shang Xirui met eyes, Shang Xirui really didn't want to keep him, so he could only say: "Boss Shang, I'll wait for you outside." Then he lowered his face, without a trace of a smile, and stared at Jiang indifferently father and son.
The idlers have all gone, Shang Xirui stands in front of the hall, waiting to be lectured by the teacher. The old man of the Jiang family, who was standing next to Mr. Jiang, had been silent all this time, now took out some costumes and threw them at Shang Xirui, looking at Shang Xirui with glinting eyes.
Mr. Jiang pointed at the costume with his crutches, and said sharply, "What an immoral thing! Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to the patriarch to admit your mistake!"